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5:1  I have come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
5:2  I sleep, but my heart wakes: it is the voice of my beloved that knocks, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
5:3  I have put off my robe; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how could I soil them?
5:4  My beloved put in his hand by the latch of the door, and my heart was thrilled for him.
5:5  I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dripped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
5:6  I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spoke: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
5:7  The watchmen that went about the city found me, they struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
5:8  I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him, that I am sick with love.
5:9  What is your beloved more than another beloved, O you fairest among women? what is your beloved more than another beloved, that you so charge us?
5:10  My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
5:11  His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are wavy, and black as a raven.
5:12  His eyes are like doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.
5:13  His cheeks are like a bed of spices, like sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dripping sweet smelling myrrh.
5:14  His arms are as rounded gold set with beryl: his body is as carved ivory overlaid with sapphires.
5:15  His legs are pillars of marble, set upon bases of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
5:16  His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.